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Go to hell, take the train Generations, learned impatience Some kind of strife in the city, now or then One night of life I take with me, hours spent Tick tick, you're alive, sunlit sick sky scraped by bright eyed short sight online for thy Cathedrals are built unbuilt rebuilt, unwavering guilt Pools of rain heaven spilt, subject to tilt I'm unfulfilled, I'm in a beautiful place Yeah, it's so sad in this beautiful place I need you here right now in this beautiful place Can you resurrect a cloud? Can you claim it's fate? What's on the record Life in a small town Fifth and a first sound Lost my reverie it's locked up in a prison Return to memory to a land, to a vision To save a tradition, imagine it different A natural condition and nerve recognition Atomic collision, it's fragment prediction So who is forgiven or maybe who isn't What's on the record Life in a small town Fifth and a first sound What's on the record Life in a small town Fifth and a first sound Life signs I am coming apart I'm becoming together True to form True to form True to form True to form What's on the record Life in a small town Fifth and a first sound What's on the record Life in a small town Fifth and a first sound What's on the record Life in a small town Fifth and a first sound